Of all the hideous noises I ever heard none could exceed those made there that night.

They fired guns, quarreled, drank, and swore, till day light.

There was such a crowd at the tavern that I did not suppose I could get a bed, so I threw myself down upon a door-step, and began to compose myself to sleep, when a man came and wakened me, inquiring at the same time whose boy I was.

I replied that I lived with Mr.Tower.

"Follow me," said he; I arose and followed him into the house, where he procured for me a bed, to be shared with another "boy," who had already occupied it.
I had just began to doze, when the explosion of firearms startled all in the house.